Between Every Two Pine Trees There Is

They Tell Us That Plants Are Not Like Man Immortal, But Are Perishable-soul -less. I Think That Is Something That We Know Exactly Nothing About.

…their Eager, Childlike Attention Was Refreshing To See As Compared With The Decent, Deathlike Apathy Of Weary Civilized People, In Whom Natural Curiosity Has Been Quenched In Toil And Care And Poor, Shallow Comfort.

Nothing Truly Wild Is Unclean.

It May Not Be Easy, Life Isn't Easy, But Dreams Keep You Alive.

One Should Go To The Woods For Safety, If For Nothing Else.